The Hymns and Carols of Christmas

Glory to God and Praise and Love

For the Anniversary Day of One's Conversion

Words: Charles Wesley

Music: NA
Meter: C.M.

Source: John Wesley and Charles Wesley, Hymns and Sacred Poems. Fourth Edition. (Bristol: Felix Farley, 1743), Part 4, pp. 256-259.
First published in the 1740 edition of
Hymns and Sacred Poems.

1. Glory to God, and Praise and Love
Be ever, ever given;
By Saints below, and Saints above,
The Church in Earth and Heaven.

2. On this glad Day the glorious Sun
Of Righteousness arose,
On my benighted Soul he shone
And fill’d it with Repose.

3. Sudden expir'd the Legal Strife,
’Twas then I ceas'd to grieve,
My Second, Real, Living Life
I then began to live.

4. Then with my Heart I First believ'd,
Believed with Faith Divine,
Power with the Holy Ghost receiv'd
To call the Saviour Mine.

5. I felt my Lord’s Atoning Blood
Close to my Soul applied;
Me, me He lov'd—the Son of God,
For me, for me, He died!

6. I found, and own’d his Promise true,
Ascertain’d of my Part,
My Pardon pass’d in Heaven I knew,
When written on my Heart.

7. O for a thousand Tongues to sing
My dear Redeemer’s Praise!
The Glories of my God and King,
The Triumphs of his Grace!

8. My gracious Master, and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread thro' all the Earth abroad
The Honors of Thy Name.

9. Jesus the Name that charms our Fears,
That bids our Sorrows cease;
‘Tis Musick in the Sinner’s Ears;
‘Tis Life, and Health, and Peace!

10. He breaks the Power of cancell’d Sin,
He sets the Prisoner free:
His Blood can make the Foulest clean:
His Blood avail’d for me.

11. He speaks; and listening to his Voice,
New Life the Dead receive,
The mournful, broken Hearts rejoice,
The humble Poor believe.

12. Hear Him, ye Deaf; His Praise, ye Dumb,
Your loosen’d Tongues employ,
Ye Blind, behold your Saviour come,
And leap ye Lame for Joy.

13. Look unto Him ye Nations, own.
Your God ye fallen Race;
Look and be sav'd, through Faith alone;
Be justifi'd by Grace!

14. See all your Sins on Jesus laid;
The Lamb of God was slain,
His Soul was once an Offering made
For every Soul of man.

15. Harlots, and Publicans, and Thieves
In holy Triumph join;
Sav'd is the Sinner that believes
From Crimes as great as Mine.

16. Murderers, and all ye hellish Crew,
Ye sons of Lust and Pride,
Believe the Saviour died for you;
For me the Saviour died.

17. Awake from guilty Nature’s Sleep,
And Christ shall give you Light,
Cast all your Sins into the Deep,
And wash the Ethiop white:

18. With me, your Chief, you then shall know,
Shall feel your Sins forgiven;
Anticipate your Heaven below,
And own that Love is Heaven.


See historical notes in O For A Thousand Tongues To Sing.

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